Hannah T. - The Comas

There she goes

As white as snow

Off into the forest

Where the allies glow

And love will sway

In story space

Try to think of nothing

Or you’ll leave some kind of trace

She’s got a telepathic after taste

She is a rabbit but she’s got your face

She must have fallen from an apple tree

AND THAT TERRIFIES ME!

When she sings

The song of spring

Lightning in the heavens

Is a trumpet hawkining around

My bloom of paste

Singing this song

Into a stolen lipstick case

She’s got a telepathic case

She is your sister but she’s got your face

And dirty fingers crawling from the grave

And I’m now terribly sick (?)

And I’m now terribly sick!

(?)

That is flood

With flower blood

Covering up the creatures

Of the forest up with mud

I swear

Believe this place

Never to return

Or ever think about this face

She’s got a telepathic after taste

She is your sister but she’s got your face

I am a malfunctioning enjoy

You said search and destroy

You said search and destroy…